Lumpus : My old cabin could sure use an upgrade. Dum-dum, dum-dum, DUUMM. (Lumpus destroys the old cabin model to show the upgrade model). Oh, the official scoutmaster upgrade? Well yes of course I know I deserve it for keeping my temper and Roman quote up for three years and running. (Slinkman knocks the door and Lumpus hide models) What? (Angrily).
Chip and Skip: (Both Crying)
Lumpus: Slinkman. Why are they weeping??
Slinkman: Because Skip and Chip’s camp dues haven’t been paid up in months. I have no choice but to send them home to their three nannies (Throws backwards the notebook) it’s scout regulations.
Chip: We love camp (crying)
Skip: We don’t want to go home (crying).
Lumpus: Home? (worried). Slinkman. We can't send them home (Angry) If we do it will ruin my hill Roman streak. (getting worried). And I won't get my cabin upgrade (Gets mad).
Slinkman: Officially, the only way they can stay is if they have jobs, here in camp to pay off what they owe.
Lumpus: YES JOBS! Problem solved. (being happy)
Slinkman: Chef Mcmuesli I'm assigning Chip and Skip here to work for the mess hall.
Chef Mcmuesli: Oh alrighty then boys let's get to work you'll put these hair nets. So what I'd like for you guys to do is.
Skip: I saw a firetruck.
Lazlo: Greeting sirs. I’d like whatever delights the chefs are recomendding this afternoon.
Skip: What do you recommend?
(Chip fills all the tray from rice)
Skip: It needs something.
(Skip thinks what needs, meanwhile a fly dies by the insects killer and falls into the tray)
Skip: (to Chip) You’re a genius (although the dead fly do this).
Lazlo: Ugh... (walks backwards disgustedly)
Raj: I’m not hungry anymore.
Clam: We might throw up.
(The Jelly beans run away from the mess hall)
Lumpus: (annoyed) OH I TAKE THAT. (Chews the tray and throws up off-screen).
(Chip and Skip go to the nursery looking for job)
Leslie: (off-screen) Apparently, working with food is too complicated for you two (on-screen) so you’ll be working with medicine.
(Chip puts in the mouth the wood sticks and ear
(Lumpus gets in crying)
Leslie: Are you hurted Scoutmaster?
Lumpus: (Sadly) Paper cut!